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Chapter Sixteen
I know your eyes in the morning Sun
I feel you touch me in the pouring rain
And the moment that you wander far from me
I wanna feel you in my arms again
We wake to the sound of the Bee Gees high-pitched falsettos professing their love. Travis must have set an alarm last night; this could be a peek into Travis' mind. It felt kind of strange to start the game again with another person, but things ended amicably between Michael and I so there were no angry feelings; just a vague sense of loss.
And you come to me on a summer breeze
Keep me warm in your love, then you softly leave
And it's me you need to show
How deep is your love
Is your love, how deep is your love?
I really mean to learn
'Cause we're living in a world of fools
Breaking us down
When they all should let us be
We belong to you and me
I lay on my back listening to the harmonies, contemplating the words, when I felt Travis' snout snuffling into my neck, giving me small love bites. I took one of his floppy ears in my mouth and lightly gummed it, then kissed him on top of his head. I was thinking about Robert's thought to me: "My God, that man worships you, hold onto him" when he made his way down from my neck to my chest. He covered me with kisses and gently chewed on my nipple just a brief moment, then buried his muzzle in my pit huffing the scent there. His phallus pressed into my leg with an unspoken urgency. He rolled over onto his knees and made his way down my body where he French-kissed my navel until I began to think my cock would beat him to death; slapping him on his chin over and over.
I thought I was about to be made love to again, and was trying to figure out how I could hold off my orgasm while being pounded, when he reached for the lube and squirted it on his own hole. My dick jumped at the thought. Having been on the bottom thus far in our relationship, I was ready to consummate it properly; but even in taking the role of the bottom he was still rather dominating. He moved into position, hovering above my rampant cock, and moved it around until it was spot on, then sat down on it to the root. His breath was taken away, as he clamped down with pain.
"Have you never done this before?" I asked him.
"No, baby, I've never bottomed for anyone else, ever" he said with tear-filled eyes through gritted teeth.
"How deep is your love?" I said with a smile, "first thing to learn is not to try to take it all at one time like that."
"Yeah, I think I figured that part out" he groaned.
Our eyes locked onto each other, I sent him a sampling of the love I was feeling for him. He opened up to me and I felt his love overwhelmingly.
"As counter-intuitive as it may sound...relax" I said, rubbing his back and sending him a wave of calm. I reached up and massaged his neck and shoulders which were knotted up like crazy from the pain in his nether regions. He started to relax a little so I reached for his limp phallus and started stroking it back to life. He started making small humping motions; barely moving at first. I wet my thumb and slid it under his foreskin, rubbing in a circle. I felt his hole tighten and release on me a couple of times, then his motions became a little more vigorous. My thumb started sliding around much easier after his shot of precum lubed the inside of his foreskin. I held his cock against my furry stomach so that as he rode me, he was stimulating himself. He rose up on his knees so that just my head was still inside and stopped for a minute. I reacted by lifting up into him as far as I could.
I took his moment of hesitation as an opportunity to roll him onto the bottom. I pulled his legs over my shoulders and very slowly buried myself all the way inside. "How deep is your love, how deep is your love, I really mean to learn" I hummed the tune. His head rolled back on the pillow and he moaned again; this time didn't sound like pain, but pleasure. I was so worked up; it only took a short time before I slammed into his ass and began filling it up. I slumped over him, nuzzling his neck as he had done mine earlier. I reached between us and found that he still hadn't cum. I quickly got out from between his legs and straddled him inserting the tip of his cock into me. Travis took over and fucked me like it was our only opportunity.
"I'm getting really close" he said.
I put both hands on his chest and started pushing my ass downward until I contacted the thick ring that was his knot.
"A little help, love" I said.
He grabbed my hips and as I blew out my breath, he pulled me down and breached me again. Almost immediately he was filling me. I could feel him throbbing behind my navel, it was amazing. I flooded his mind with my love. Afterwards, we lay in bed for probably another half hour.
"It's okay" he said with a grin, "I set the alarm an hour early."
We went through our normal work day routine, had dinner and actually slept for a couple of hours before getting up to check on the progress at the foyer. Nobody was at the desk when we stepped onto the otter's floor, so we went on through to the water room. Tarka greeted us when we walked in.
"Robert and Rickey are on their way. The device they came up with is about the size of a suitcase, so Kaz is going to help them hide it from the cameras."
"Speaking of cameras, did they make some kind of probe?" I asked.
"Of course, also in the box" he said, "there they are now."
Kaz came in with the two smaller guys almost hidden behind his big thick brown fur-covered body. The case was heavy, it took both the raccoons to carry it. Kaz and Tarka decided to swim it over to the island; we all followed. Robert and Rickey disappeared into the foyer to begin set-up of the equipment. Half an hour had passed when they came out.
"One detail we forgot to discuss" Robert said, "since this device is using the same `language' as our GREG programmers, we can't be in that room while it's operating. It could scramble our brains; we just don't know."
"So, everything will have to be remote controlled" Rickey said, "we probably need some kind of barrier between us and that for the initial 45 seconds; you guys who are auditory probably should stop up your ears to be safe."
"We've programmed the first sequence to open the black door, hopefully" Rickey said, "let's get away and set it off."
Beyond the foyer toward the other side of the island was a clump of trees growing very close together. We went behind those and Robert leaned around the edge of the trees long enough to hit the start button on the sequence, then dove behind the trees, sticking his fingers in his ears. Even behind the trees I could see the shifting colors, but we were too far away for them to have an effect on me. When the forest went dark again, I heard an almost grinding sound of what I assumed was the door opening. I tapped Robert to let him know it was over and we cautiously walked back over. From the hole we could hear the hum of machinery. I followed Robert into the foyer and was immediately astounded by the room beyond the black doorway. A long corridor stretched out as far as I could see in the near-darkness. Immediately questions came to mind; how big is this place and what do all these machines do? Robert, on the other hand. had wasted no time before entering the doorway and finding what appeared to be some kind of control room to the left of the entrance.
"Henry, come in here and translate" he called out. There was a panel of buttons and switches. One button had a red light flashing above it in what looked like Nordic runes. It translated as `start here'. I reached for the button. Robert grabbed my hand.
"We don't know what that will do" he scolded.
"We won't know if we don't try" I said, jerking my hand loose and hitting the button. Then...nothing happened. We waited a minute, expecting some sound or movement...anything.
"OK, well let's start translating the rest" Robert said with a sigh of relief.
I started at the top left and spoke out the titles of the controls; Robert made notes. Toward the middle I got stuck on a symbol even my artificial knowledge of languages couldn't decipher. There was the rune Laguz, meaning formlessness, chaos, potentiality, the unknown. Followed by the rune Raidho, signifying movement, work, growth. The rune with no name which meant protection from enemies, defense of that which one loves. Then last was Othalan which signified inheritance, heritage, tradition, nobility. Phonetically, they spelled out LRZO, which was no kind of word in any language I knew. Robert and I were discussing it quietly when the voice behind us said "it's not a word, it's shorthand for a formula." We jumped and turned around to see a tall blonde human-looking man standing behind us.
"I am called Bo" he said.
"The resident?" I asked, which was the understood meaning of `Bo'.
"Yes, but more like caretaker" he answered.
"Where did you come from?" I asked.
"You summoned me" he said, "when you pushed the `begin' button. We've been waiting for someone to learn enough to summon us for eons. Heil og sæl."
"What do Vikings have to do with an island off the coast of Russia?" I asked.
"The Rus have a country now? They were merely a tribe...but that was long ago. You are standing inside Yggdrasil, now in the very heart of it" he said.
"Yggdrasil, the tree of life" I said quietly.
"Connector of the nine worlds, House of Odin...it has many names" he said.
"But, even counting the two doorways below, we only know of five" Robert said.
"The other three are on upper levels; you stand in the ninth world" Bo said, "however, there are many more than nine worlds. We thought we knew everything when we built this place. We have leaned much since. My turn for questions now. Question one, how are you men and yet, animals at the same time?"
I explained the organization and our research and how they turned it on us, turning us into hybrids. He nodded, then asked "how are you able to understand so many languages?" I told him about the way the cabal had taken his technology and adapted it to program us. "How many of your kind are there?" he asked.
"Twenty-four currently on the lower levels, we hear four more will be joining us soon" I said.
He seemed to be in deep thought for a moment, then said he might have a plan to help us, but he had to discuss it with the council first. "Come back here tomorrow and I'll meet you here. Don't use that crude device again, it may harm you. Use this to enter" he handed Rickey a small black box with one depression in the center. He turned and again said "heil og sæl" and walked out the black door across the small hallway into the carved door opposite, which looked like a blue mirror until he passed through, then went back to stone.
Robert pulled his homemade device into the control room, then hit the button on the black box; the door appeared and the room was sealed again.
"We have to protect this with our lives" he said.
Lambodara 11/2/20
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